The year was 1994. It was a hot muggy summer evening the crickets were chirping and fireflies were blinking lazily in the warm summer breeze. I had come down from the city to spend the summer wirh my Grandpa. My parents thought it was a good idea since Grandma passed away the year prior. So there I was, waving to my parents as they drove off. My Grandad's firm grip on my shoulder.
That was 2 weeks ago. I've come to enjoy my time with the old man. We went fishing out on the lake that was near his house. We went hunting as well. Grandad was a scout leader when he was in his prime and it showed. Even for a 70yo. He was well built. His hair was still thick and a nice silver color. He had bushy eyebrows that covered his eyes. He was a real looker I must say. The first few nights were a bit strange. It was a dark and empty room. There was your average bed with average covers. A non-discript dresser and a bed side table.
Unfortunately, my Grandad wasnt up wirh the times so I didn't have a TV in my room like I used to have back at my parents place. Luckily, I had brought some skin mags. They were the raunchy ones, I spent many nights slowly stroking my penis to the pictures of dads ramming their boys. If I said I was hoping to seduce my Grandad, I wouldn't be lying. I told myself I would do everything in my power to get into that old man's pants. I started off stable. I would walk around the house in slightly tight shorts. I would make sure I sat and positioned my crotch so it would jiggle and shake every time I moved. I caught Grandad staring. He would clear his throat, then grumble about something not working in the garage and would disappear for 45 mins. Usually I would go and skinny dip down at the lake after he would go into his garage, but this time I stuck around and snuck a peek. I was not upset with what I saw.
There he was, Grandpa Joe. He was standing and furiously working his purple cock. There was strings of precum dripping freely from his piss slit. I stood there peeking through the Crack in the door. My teen cock hardened to steel and I instantly was stroking along to my grandpa. He must have heard something and abruptly stopped. Putting away his musky man dick he wiped his hands on a dirty cloth and made his way towards the door. I freaked out and quickly hid myself and as fast as could be bolted to the couch. I turned on the old box set as soon as I heard the door click open. My Grandpa came out of the garage and said he was taking a shower then going to lay down for a nap. I was still raging on the couch when he told me this. I felt my cock jump when he said he was going to nap. I told myself this was going to happen today.
I waited and listened as I heard him turn the shower on. My Grandpa spent a good 30 mins in the bathroom. After I heard the water shut off I saw Him walk from the bathroom to his room. He left the door open just a crack. After several minutes passed I walked past his room and I heard what I was waiting for. Soft sounds of him snoring. I glanced into the room. It was relatively dark, but the hallway light cast a dim glow that made a beam of light glow around my grandpa's exposed chest and legs. He had a thin sheet draped over his lap, and from what I could see, wasnt wearing pants. It looked like he was wearing a jock. His bulge filled out nicely. I did see him furiously working his fuck stick, but I only saw it from the side. I was hoping for a better view now that he was in snoozeville.
I carefully opened his door and sliped in. I quietly made my way over to his bed and I gazed down at this old man sleeping in front of me. His legs were spread slightly and the soft rising of his chest made me relax. I knew he was in deep sleep. I started by slowly rubbing my open hand over his chest. My fingers found his perky nips. They reacted quickly as my fingers softly traced his areolas. I felt his skin stiffen under my touch and I knew he was feeling it in his dreams. I made a bolder move and began to roll of of his large nipples between my finger and thumb. My Grandpa let out a deep groan and squirmed a little while he pushed out his hips. The sheet fell away ro reveal his sizable package. His bulge was a good size. I stared at it while I worked his nipples. Clearly something I was doing was working because when I would rub and tease his chest and nips his crotch would swell and pulse.
After I spent a little longer working the pigs nipples I placed one hand on his lower stomach. He was firm, but didn't have muscle definition. My hands felt every inch of his torso and abdomen. My free hand was gliding over my wet, swollen member. I was aware I was making noises. I couldn't help it. My slick cock was spitting pre. Me all to eager to indulge. I slowed down my cock beating to focus on my Grandpa.
My hands had a mind of their own and found his warm, soft crotch. I leaned close and breathed in his aroma. The smell of his balls and penis drove we wild. I started to drool. My slobber fell and landed on his jock. I watched as the fabric absorbed the liquid. His heafty bulge reacting. His penis swelled slightly and I reached out and gave him a soft squeeze.
Grandpa Joe let out a sigh and a smile was plastered firmly on his sleeping face. I went back to working his firming bulge. After I spent a good long while on his bugle. He hadn't grown much, must have been his old man cock. So I did what any good grandson would do, I had to help him out. I pulled his jock to the side and watched the contents spill out and lay perfectly between his legs.
My mouth watered at the sight. His penis was all puffy from my slow squeezing. I admired his package for a while. His balls were HUGE. The old age and great genes helped in that department. His balls were sitting loose in his nut sack. His penis was beautiful. It draped over his balls and his head was a deep reddish purple. I went down and took another deep sniff. This time the intoxicating aroma made my penis erupt. Cum flew out of my penis with such force it hurt. My pants were ruined but I didn't care. I grabbed his penis in my hand and stroked it. He move bit, but was still in a deep sleep. My hands squeezed and palpated my Grandpa. I was in a total sexual frenzy.
My grandpa's penis finally stood at attention. He was an average size. But he was as thick as a coke can. His penis head was beautiful. A nice helmet that was shiny from all his watery pre. My hands slid over his warm pulsing shaft. My Grandpa was breathing heavier and harder; at this point I didn't care if he was awake or not. My eyes watched as his heavy sack moved everytime my hand made its way up and down his rod. His penis was wet with precum. I took my hand off him and brought it up to my face. I smelled my fingers. I was in love. The smell was driving me crazy. My hand went back down to my grandpa's humming dick. I grabbed his goose-egg balls and gave them a firm squeeze.
That made my grandpa yelp and he reflexively moved back. His eyes fluttered open for a second and he looked down at me.
I froze. I was caught red handed. Literally. I was bent over my grandpa's bed, cum soaking in my pants and me working his fat, old penis. As soon as I thought I was busted, he fell back down and was out. Sawing logs. I was relieved. I went back to working on his crying cock. He was so hard. I swore the old pig took a viagra after his shower.
His penis flared and twitched. I could t help it so I straddled my grandpa and I hovered my quivering boy cunt right over his leaking cock. I could feel the heat radiating off him as my hole twitched wirh excitement. I spat into my hand and grasped my grandpa. I use the other hand to finger myself. I felt myself open and when I was ready I lowered myself onto him piercing my tight virgin boyhole. My ring swallowed his length with a primal hunger. I couldn't believe it was fucking my grandpa. I wanted this to last as long as I could so I went slow. Luckly old men like to sleep so I wasnt afraid of him waking. His cock also was old so that ment it took him even longer to cum, but it seemed he was still pretty sensitive. I worked his shaft with my wet hole. My ass sucked my grandpas dick with ease. The raunchy sound of my wetness had me raging hard in no time. That and a thick, hard cock was currently slamming against my quivering prostate.
I milked my grandpa's dick until i felt like my legs were going to give out. I let his penis slide out with a satisfying pop. I climbed off of him and popped his aching dick into my mouth.
The flavor of my ass juices mixed with my grandpa's pre was the raunchiest taste I ever had in my mouth. It was amazing. I drank down his wetness. I pulled off his dick and I wanted him to cum. I focused my cock milking onto his ruby purple head and I polished his head. I rubbed it against my palm and furiously sucked on it. I swirled my tounge over and round the ridge of his head. My tounge found his piss slit and I hungerly tounged the fuck out of it. I felt his balls tighten and drop and I knew it was happening. I continued to stroke and tease his balls and shaft as I witnessed the most magnificent cumshot I've seen. His penis stiffened and at first he had precum freely flowing, then his penis started to strongly contract and 5 powerful jets of cum shot out of his dick. His penis still throbbing as globs of the stuff rolled down his shaft and down his balls. My grandpa had a contented smile plastered across his face. He was in post nut bliss. I got up and silently left his room. The smell of cum and sex filled the air. I took a shower, changed and left a note for my grandpa letting him now I borrowed his truck and went into town.
Fucked by my grandson
It was the summer of ‘94 and my son dropped off his boy at my place for the entire summer. I knew Tyler was a little slut I saw his skin mags sticking out the back of his knapsack. I knew he was going to try something on me and I was eager to let it happen. I wasnt a seamless slut, but after my wifed died I was able to enter the world of boy cock. But what I loved most was fucking an eager boyhole. I wasnt going to force anything and Tyler didn't seem to keen on rushing anything either. I've caught the little tramp walking around my house in nothing but these tight little shorts. I had to go and paint the floor when I saw his jiggling crotch. It was a lazy morning and I was in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee. In walks my grandson. Tyler was a handsome little trick. He had a tight swimmers body and a large bubble butt that I'm sure had a tight pink little starfish middle between his juicy cheeks.
He sauntered into the kitchen in tiny little shorts, nothing was left to the imagination. I saw his large bulge. I was jealous of how big and meaty he was. I wasnt too large I had a good 6 inches, what was unique was that I was as thick as a coke can. My head was round and shaped like a helmet. My balls were large with age and sagged low.
I felt my dick stir when I looked at Tyler. I had to excuse myself so I got up and went into the garage, Tyler wasnt allowed to go in there ( I kept firearms in a safe and didn't want him near them without me around to observe. I made my way over and braced myself against the table. I pulled out my buzzing cock and started to stroke it. I was beating my cock pretty furiously. I felt precum coat my cock and I used it to lube up and make it slick. My stroking was getting loud and I was sure I heard the floor squeak so I stopped what I was doing and left the garage and went to take a shower to cool off.
After a quick brisk shower I spent the rest of the time shaving my cock and balls. I wanted to make sure it looked as big as I could. I finished up, popped a viagra and went into my bedroom. If i was gonna let Tyler watch me, id better give him something to look at. I laid down in my bed wearing nothing but a jock. I had my sheet laid across my lap and I drifted off into a lazy slumber. What woke me was the feeling of my balls being squeezed. I was in a haze, I wasnt sure if I was dreaming or not but I thought I saw my grandson having the time of his life playing with my balls. I pretended to go back to sleep, but I was fully aware of what he was doing.
I pretended to be asleep as he assaulted my penis. My penis was straining against Tyler's expert touch. I was about to unload my big bull balls, but he stopped and I wasnt sure what was going to happen next. I felt an eye mask slip over my face and I got even more excited. I was pretending to snore and I made no indication that I was lucid and aware of what was happening to me. I felt the bed sag under the weight of my grandson climbing onto it. My stiff fuck stick was throbbing. It took everything in me to not grab my aching cock and stroke it. I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. I took my mind off of my fire burning between my legs.
I suddenly felt moist, hot wetness and I felt my cock getting squeeze by a familiar sensation. Boy cunt. My grandson was piercing himself on my coke can cock. I felt him swallow me fully and I felt him sit all the way down, my balls tightening against my body as he started to grip my dick and milk it. I was going mad with lust. My cock spilled precum into Tyler as he slammed down on my pissing cock. Tyler expertly sucked my cock with his ring. The viagra was doing its job. I was harder than steel and I couldn't believe he was riding me as log as he was. I layed there still as I could feeling my balls swell and fill as he rode me like a pony. I was on the verge of popping by balls but Tyler stopped and let my cock pop out of him with a satisfying sound. I had a slow burning dry orgasam as I felt it slide out and pop out of my grandson.
He then took me in his mouth and I almost erupted in his mouth.i felt my balls rise and fall wirh every stroke. I knew I was going to cum and I wanted to show him old pigs can still shoot massive loads. Tyler happily worked my screaming head and spent the rest of his milking working my most sensitive spot. I felt my balls pull close to my body and my dick stuck straight up. I felt the fire of cum slowly roll up from the base of my balls to the tip of my cock. The feeling of my cum starting to escape my balls was amazing. Before I knew it my penis was going into spazam after spazam as thick, potent cum ejected out of my splitting piss slit. I tried my best to stay quiet, but I'm sure I let a moan or grunt out at some point. After my dick was done expelling its load of thick man spunk I laid there with a smile on my face. I felt the bed get lighter and heard foot steps leave as I drifted off into a deep restful sleep.
